'My mom, The Little Prince and appreciation' show.

After all these years, after my journey, after everything I have learnt and after this electrifying change that took place somewhere inside of me recently- I still find myself waiting for my parents to appreciate what I do..

It makes me feel a little bit disappointed with myself, because although I am making such a progress and I've become completely independent, I wish they would sometimes just.. 'get it'.

Yesterday I read 'The Little Prince' for the first time since I reached the so-called 'adulthood'.
It made me feel as if we are all just chasing our own tails. Why do we care for 'things'? Why do we need someone to tell us we're beautiful? Why do we still want more and more?
The Little Prince is absolutely right- adults are silly creatures.


We always hurry somewhere, we want to be serious, we expect others to be that way too.
We don't 'tame' no more, we 'make' friends.
You can 'make' yourself a tea, not a long-time friendship.

Be the child, get excited, don't cheat on yourself.

And you know, I don't expect.
But here's the thing- I do take the risk to get excited.
It is a great thing, because you feel so many strong emotions.. But it can also be difficult.
Because not always is there a happy ending.
Sometimes you end up in a total bliss and sometimes it doesn't really work out.
And your excitement may feel silly after all.

But don't worry. At least you were excited for once in your life!
People are afraid to get excited because it may cause disappointment, pain.

Pain, however, is a part of life, and in can also do you some good once in a while.
It is reassuring.
I think that people are also afraid to be sad. And why would that be the case?
When you're sad you find out how strong you actually are.
You took a risk. You failed. Now get that dirt off

Last week Mattia went to the introduction day at his school. As everyone else did, he got a copy of a short book by a Chinese student who graduated from the Rietveld Academy and wanted to share her thoughts about the school. It has amazing illustrations in it and a wonderful story.
There is a chapter where she says, that in China, where she comes from, it is very unlikely for parents or teachers to show appreciation on whatever it is you're doing.

So I just still need to tell myself that whatever I do, if I put love in it, no one needs to tell me they like it. I love it, I enjoyed doing it and it makes me naively happy when I look at it.
And that should always be enough.

I am an adult and I have my silly adult responsibilities.
But one thing is for sure: I can't, ever, under any circumstances let my inner-small-Alicja grow up to become serious. Never.



Mom. I love you and I wish you all the best because it's your birthday.